When did the streets become so quiet and cold?
When did the pavement change from concrete to bones?
Why are the bones so small?
These and many more were the questions you asked yourself, yet not once did you think to turn back or even look behind you. Somehow the thought of there being a whole world behind you was more terrifying than the way your ankles began to sink into the bones.
It was hard to tell whether the sharp pains were from splintered bone digging into you or if the bones were dragging you down. Either way your pace never slowed and your eyes never left the horizon whose friendly cityscape seemed to gradually distort into a skeletal gathering.
They were tall, so very impossibly tall and growing taller still as you carried on towards them. You distantly wondered if you'd make it close enough to see just how tall they all were or if the bones would swallow you by then.
You didn't have to wonder long.
When did the pavement change from concrete to bones?
Why are the bones so small?
These and many more were the questions you asked yourself, yet not once did you think to turn back or even look behind you. Somehow the thought of there being a whole world behind you was more terrifying than the way your ankles began to sink into the bones.
It was hard to tell whether the sharp pains were from splintered bone digging into you or if the bones were dragging you down. Either way your pace never slowed and your eyes never left the horizon whose friendly cityscape seemed to gradually distort into a skeletal gathering.
They were tall, so very impossibly tall and growing taller still as you carried on towards them. You distantly wondered if you'd make it close enough to see just how tall they all were or if the bones would swallow you by then.
You didn't have to wonder long.
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